Intrepidly raising a plush revolution Free and easy, an antiwar country Peddling a bicycle marked with the Rising Sun Exorcising evil spirits

Running through ring roads Always busy to be on the move, no big deal Boys and Girls, being incomparably strong in warring states As the way this transient world goes round

A thousand of cherry trees are under cover of night Your voice cannot even reach This is a feast, a steel cage Look down from the guillotine Darkness of Eternal World, Buddhist Cosmology A wailing song cannot even be heard Far away is the indigo blue sky Shoot out with the raygun

Looks like a battled-hardened army officer Going and coming on the way of Oiran This guy, that guy, everyone, close in! It's a march of saints One, two, three, four

Passing through the gate of Zen Land of Bliss, ceremonial cleansing from evil influence Surely the curtain will be drawn with a happy ending Between applause

A thousand of cherry trees are under cover of night Your voice cannot even reach This is a feast, a steel cage Look down from the guillotine

Darkness of Eternal World, Buddhist Cosmology A wailing song cannot even be heard Far away is the hill of hope Set off the flash bang

Running through ring roads Always busy to be on the move, no big deal Boys and Girls, being incomparably strong in warring states As the way this transient world goes round

A thousand of cherry trees are under cover of night Your voice cannot even reach This is a feast, a steel cage Jump off the guillotine

A thousand of cherry trees are under cover of night You sing and I dance This is a feast, a steel cage Now, shoot up the raygun